14.May.13, 08:50 PM
Kahleena smiled gently as Okalinath pranced around excitedly, her wings half extended and head held high, large eyes displaying a rainbow of joy. The young woman had been holed up in her hut for the past few days, coming out only to bathe, she had wheedled R’nya into bringing her food to her so she would not need to hobble around the Weyr. Her dragon’s flight, after so many years without sex, had been an uncomfortable reminder of just how many muscles made up her body. The entire event hadn’t been as traumatic as Kahleena had worked herself up to believing it would be – for starters, Faranth hadn’t appeared out of between to smite her for being unfaithful to her husband and while Kahleena had no desire to tumble around under anyone’s sheets (ever again! Her poor body!) The soul crushing illusions she had been living under had developed the first cracks of doubt, and self-confidence.
Bath! Bath! Bath! Bath! Bath! The gold cheered, infantile in her delight as she danced around Kahleena’s slowly paced walk, the air from her movements ruffling the young woman’s skirts and her hair. And oiling! The pretty oil? With the flowers? Okalinath was near begging, forgetting to modulate her tone, and Kahleena giggled lowly when she noticed an amused shake of a neighbours head; usually Okalinath was dignified in her speech, and much more mature sounding, even if many of the other dragons had learned to recognise and anticipate a pouncing game of play. “If you wish, dear.” Kahleena had every plan and desire to spoil her lovely golden bonded, the dragon even carrying the needed soapsands and oils in the large sack hanging from her jaw. The girl giggled again.
Yay! Oh! Oh! Oh! She stopped suddenly, spinning to shove her nose in Kahleena’s face and eye her with an expression the girl decided her dragon had definitely learned from R’nya. Can Aradissicath and Rhaedalyn come?! Her voice was so insistent, and Kahleena looked up at the dragon in surprise, the expression swiftly changing to one of deep amusement. “You invited them last night, you silly wherry!”
I did? I did! Look! Look! It’s Dissi! The other dragon’s name was called out in greeting as Okalinath forgot about interrogating her far too slowly moving rider and bolted as fast as a dragon could on all fours to prance eagerly around Rhaedalyn and Aradissicath, chirping with muffled delight through her mouthful of sack. Kally is coming! Let’s go find a good spot! While the day – by Katilan standards - was notably chilly, the dragon was unaffected as she barely waited for Aradissicath to even acknowledge her before she was bounding off towards the edge of the River, dropping the sack, bouncing over it, and throwing herself into the water with exuberant glee.
Kahleena was still giggling when she made it to Rhaedalyn, “You’d think she’d never had a bath before,” she teased, shaking her head slightly as she stepped close for a moment to give her friend a reassuring hug and smiling brightly. She was okay! She’d had a lot of time to think over the past four days, and while she wasn’t entirely pleased with her end of the bargain, or the situation over the entire scope, it was terribly difficult to be upset when Okalinath exploded with delight every time she remembered that she was going to be a mummy. If she was still that excited in another twenty turns, Kahleena would be very impressed.
Hurry up!
Bath! Bath! Bath! Bath! Bath! The gold cheered, infantile in her delight as she danced around Kahleena’s slowly paced walk, the air from her movements ruffling the young woman’s skirts and her hair. And oiling! The pretty oil? With the flowers? Okalinath was near begging, forgetting to modulate her tone, and Kahleena giggled lowly when she noticed an amused shake of a neighbours head; usually Okalinath was dignified in her speech, and much more mature sounding, even if many of the other dragons had learned to recognise and anticipate a pouncing game of play. “If you wish, dear.” Kahleena had every plan and desire to spoil her lovely golden bonded, the dragon even carrying the needed soapsands and oils in the large sack hanging from her jaw. The girl giggled again.
Yay! Oh! Oh! Oh! She stopped suddenly, spinning to shove her nose in Kahleena’s face and eye her with an expression the girl decided her dragon had definitely learned from R’nya. Can Aradissicath and Rhaedalyn come?! Her voice was so insistent, and Kahleena looked up at the dragon in surprise, the expression swiftly changing to one of deep amusement. “You invited them last night, you silly wherry!”
I did? I did! Look! Look! It’s Dissi! The other dragon’s name was called out in greeting as Okalinath forgot about interrogating her far too slowly moving rider and bolted as fast as a dragon could on all fours to prance eagerly around Rhaedalyn and Aradissicath, chirping with muffled delight through her mouthful of sack. Kally is coming! Let’s go find a good spot! While the day – by Katilan standards - was notably chilly, the dragon was unaffected as she barely waited for Aradissicath to even acknowledge her before she was bounding off towards the edge of the River, dropping the sack, bouncing over it, and throwing herself into the water with exuberant glee.
Kahleena was still giggling when she made it to Rhaedalyn, “You’d think she’d never had a bath before,” she teased, shaking her head slightly as she stepped close for a moment to give her friend a reassuring hug and smiling brightly. She was okay! She’d had a lot of time to think over the past four days, and while she wasn’t entirely pleased with her end of the bargain, or the situation over the entire scope, it was terribly difficult to be upset when Okalinath exploded with delight every time she remembered that she was going to be a mummy. If she was still that excited in another twenty turns, Kahleena would be very impressed.
Hurry up!